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Morning Rituals: The Magnet Approach
My OT6 feels, and a little Thor/Loki. How the Avengers go to sleep.

NOTE: NOT MY ART used for preview. The work of fiction is mine.

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Tony Stark is rich beyond reason. Really. He has outrageous amounts of money and with said money has purchased every luxury available, including mattresses with silk from egypt stuffed with feathers of birds from the endangered species top ten list. He has the most costly blankets money can buy, with threads from India and embroidery so delicate it physically hurts to think of abusing it, the most comfortable sheets, and in spite of all this, probably directly due to this very fact, no one ever uses Tony's sheets.

The six of them are clumped together on some nameless brand of futons from Wal-Mart, sharing three mismatched blankets decorated by necessity with hideous fraying patchwork, limbs akimbo in a great graceless sprawl.

There was a general order decided long ago but mostly they take the magnet approach; Thor lies down first, and everyone lies down around him after. The demi-god's arms are broad and big enough to be pillows for at least four other people.

Steve likes to curl against the big guy's side so he doesn't crush anyone if he happens to roll over, and this generally works out since they're the biggest guys in the room. Whenever Steve gets nightmares he is literally in Thor's arms and can be tamed back to calmer dreams.

That, and both he and Thor drop off before anyone else, and make good starting points for a pile.

Either Banner or Stark slip in after, sometimes at the same time, still exchanging quiet murmurs all in their own language (usually plain english disguised as physics).

They used to fall asleep forehead to forehead, still murmuring in the dark. Stark has a habit of sprawling, though, and after a few ruinous accidental slaps to Banner around 1am, he's banished to the other side of the pile. He can sleep-slap Steve all he likes and Steve doesn't even twitch.

Sometimes he misses and hits Thor, and wakes up in the morning with a bruise on his hand.

Natasha and Clint are last into the pile and last to leave in the morning. No one really knows when they slip between Thor and Banner. Tony claims he saw them one night at 2 AM when he got up for a glass of water. Natasha denies everything and Clint denies nothing, making one of them the liar, but no one cares enough to figure out which of them it is.

They cleave to each other in sleep, usually with Natasha's head nodding into Thor's abdomen and Clint's arms around her waist or hips, but always with his back to Banner. It's some unspoken agreement that it's best for Banner to remain on the outskirts of the pile in case anyone sleep-wallops him in the face, but Clint is a rock when he's unconscious, and Banner has found the unmoving muscle wall of Clint's back a secure place to rest his own.

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There are some nights, though they are erratic to predict and incredibly rare, when Thor gets up gingerly, apologizing to everyone in a gentle rumble like thunder rolling in the distance, and takes just his cape to the roof.

No one needs to ask why he goes, and Tony usually doesn't forget to tell JARVIS to cancel the alarm.

Description
Morning Rituals: The Magnet Approach
My OT6 feels, and a little Thor/Loki. How the Avengers go to sleep.

NOTE: NOT MY ART used for preview. The work of fiction is mine.

---

Tony Stark is rich beyond reason. Really. He has outrageous amounts of money and with said money has purchased every luxury available, including mattresses with silk from egypt stuffed with feathers of birds from the endangered species top ten list. He has the most costly blankets money can buy, with threads from India and embroidery so delicate it physically hurts to think of abusing it, the most comfortable sheets, and in spite of all this, probably directly due to this very fact, no one ever uses Tony's sheets.

The six of them are clumped together on some nameless brand of futons from Wal-Mart, sharing three mismatched blankets decorated by necessity with hideous fraying patchwork, limbs akimbo in a great graceless sprawl.

There was a general order decided long ago but mostly they take the magnet approach; Thor lies down first, and everyone lies down around him after. The demi-god's arms are broad and big enough to be pillows for at least four other people.

Steve likes to curl against the big guy's side so he doesn't crush anyone if he happens to roll over, and this generally works out since they're the biggest guys in the room. Whenever Steve gets nightmares he is literally in Thor's arms and can be tamed back to calmer dreams.

That, and both he and Thor drop off before anyone else, and make good starting points for a pile.

Either Banner or Stark slip in after, sometimes at the same time, still exchanging quiet murmurs all in their own language (usually plain english disguised as physics).

They used to fall asleep forehead to forehead, still murmuring in the dark. Stark has a habit of sprawling, though, and after a few ruinous accidental slaps to Banner around 1am, he's banished to the other side of the pile. He can sleep-slap Steve all he likes and Steve doesn't even twitch.

Sometimes he misses and hits Thor, and wakes up in the morning with a bruise on his hand.

Natasha and Clint are last into the pile and last to leave in the morning. No one really knows when they slip between Thor and Banner. Tony claims he saw them one night at 2 AM when he got up for a glass of water. Natasha denies everything and Clint denies nothing, making one of them the liar, but no one cares enough to figure out which of them it is.

They cleave to each other in sleep, usually with Natasha's head nodding into Thor's abdomen and Clint's arms around her waist or hips, but always with his back to Banner. It's some unspoken agreement that it's best for Banner to remain on the outskirts of the pile in case anyone sleep-wallops him in the face, but Clint is a rock when he's unconscious, and Banner has found the unmoving muscle wall of Clint's back a secure place to rest his own.

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There are some nights, though they are erratic to predict and incredibly rare, when Thor gets up gingerly, apologizing to everyone in a gentle rumble like thunder rolling in the distance, and takes just his cape to the roof.

No one needs to ask why he goes, and Tony usually doesn't forget to tell JARVIS to cancel the alarm.